I felt pride in myself for that.All I had to do was deliver at least seven more of these swats, and this would be done and over. I felt silly for over...hinking the punishment. A weight was lifted from my shoulders because what I was doing felt like nothing at all.The thing I didn’t realize at the time was that punishment wasn’t supposed to feel like nothing at all. I was doing it all wrong.“Son, if you want to kill a mosquito you will have to hit harder than that,” Master Thorne was standing. Dillon moaned softly and stroked her back. Her mouth gingerly opened and took his cock between her soft lips. Though he knew it was stupidly obvious what was going on, he tried to pretend she was sleeping on his lap, and stroked her hair, while keeping on the lookout for curious onlookers. She sat back up and threw a leg over him. She straddled his lap and he immediately knew what was coming next. Her pussy was dripping onto him; he could feel it. He could feel her soft skin grinding his cock,. One more test."Kassidi lowered her head to Melinda's breast and sucked one of the nipples into her mouth. Melinda thrashed, trying to move away.Kassidi sat up and grabbed the stun gun. Lifting Melinda's head, she brought the stun gun in front of her eyes and arced it. Melinda's eyes widened."That's right! Now stop struggling." She dropped Melinda's head and lowered her mouth back to Melinda's nipple. Kassidi stroked Melinda's side as she sucked. The shaking of Melinda's chest and her muffled. A known dealer picked up a few weeks back at the same club. The cops were still trying to figure out if he’d had some kind of arrangement with the club or the employees, but had nothing concrete. Almost didn’t make it into the file on the club at all, except the officer assigned to the case wanted to keep it open and watch who filled the dealer’s void. Rebecca called down to the precinct and asked to speak to the officer. “Alvarez here. Go.” “Officer Alvarez, this is Rebecca Johnson over at the.